"After entering the inner sect, when I looked through the number of disciples of the Qingyun Sect, I found that the number of its core disciples and those with bloodline and other abilities were much less. If it was just a coincidence, that would be fine, but now the number of the other four sects Far more than Qingyun Sect, this is absolutely abnormal. Every five years, a competition is held for the inner sect to become core disciples. It has been more than ten years, and there should be forty or fifty people. Why are there only more than thirty people?"
Lin Yun's father was silent after hearing this.
"If you don't tell me, I almost forgot one thing as a father."
"What's up?"
"When you were ten years old, one of my father's friends came to perform a mission near Linjiabao and hosted a banquet for my father. A lot of wine was consumed at the banquet. When he was drunk, he said a very strange thing. "
"What words?"
"Sooner or later, the Qingyun Sect will be destroyed by people named Hong."
"The surname is Hong?"
"I don't know who it is, and I know very little about the Qingyun Sect. I wonder who this person named Hong is?"
"only one person."
Lin Yun's eyes flashed and he thought of someone.
At this time, a quarter of an hour was up. Lin Yun ended the conversation with his father and returned to the competition stage.
At this time, the last two people were already standing on the competition stage. One was holding two eight-foot swords, while the other was holding an eight-foot spear.
"It seems that Lin Fang's situation is not good. In such an open place, the Eight-Zhan Sword is no match for the spear."
"Lin Qi's spear is very fast and powerful. It would be difficult for Lin Fang to attack him at close range."
"Let's take a look. Maybe something has changed. The young master has received a lot of rewards this time. These two people should have some trump cards."
Lin Yun looked at the two people on the stage. They were both at the eighth level of body tempering. There was no difference in cultivation. What they were competing against was their weapons.
As the referee called out the start, Lin Fang, who was holding two Eight-Zhan Dao, immediately turned into a gust of wind and quickly approached Lynch, preparing to defeat Lynch in close combat.
However, Lynch saw through his plan and retreated quickly, keeping a proper distance and only defending but not attacking, wearing down the opponent's offensive energy step by step.
The situation on the court now seemed to be in an unfavorable situation for Lin Qi, but Lin Yun knew that if Lin Fang was not prepared, he would be defeated when the attack momentum slowed down.
Sure enough, as Lin Fang's sword draw speed slowed down, Lin Qi's marksmanship immediately changed.
In just an instant, Lin Qi fired dozens of shots, forcing Lin Fang to retreat step by step, parrying randomly, and the fight seemed to be in chaos.
"I can't stand it anymore after looking at Lin Fang."
"Yes, I didn't seize the opportunity at the beginning, and now I have no chance."
"Lance is king in long-distance combat, Lin Fang was defeated."
At this time, Lin Yun was watching the battle on the field. Lin Yun could clearly find that although Lin Fang's sword skills were messed up, his eyes were very calm and he did not panic at all.
"After seeing this, Lin Fang has a trump card."
Lin Yun said lightly.
"Defeat me, the wild python comes out of the cave."
Lin Qi saw that Lin Fang had been pushed to the edge of the competition stage and that his strength was exhausted. He no longer held back and used his strongest attack. The spear in his hand was like a wild python coming out of its hole, and stabbed towards Lin Fang.
Lin Fang's eyes flashed. He had been waiting for this moment. This move was enough to consume most of Lin Qi's spiritual energy. As long as he dodges this blow, victory will be his.
Lin Fang stared at the spear getting closer and closer to him, calculating the distance.
Just when the spear was only three feet away from him, Lin Fang jumped into the air with his feet stacked up. Lin Qi's spear almost grazed his toes and smashed a corner of the competition ring into pieces. .
"A thousand cuts."
Lin Fang, who was in the air, immediately struck out. The knife in his hand was like a phantom, and he struck out hundreds of knives in an instant.
Lynch's reaction was not slow. When the shot missed, he immediately put the gun away and stood up to defend.
"Dang Dang Dang."
A series of impact sounds were heard, and under the huge force, Lin Qi retreated continuously.
"Well, if this Lin Qi doesn't defend but attacks, then Lin Fang can only give up the attack and retreat. It's a pity."
Lin Yun looked at the battle situation on the field, shook his head and sighed.
"Clang!"
With a crisp sound, Lin Qi could no longer hold the spear in his hand and flew out, while Lin Fang's two swords were placed on Lin Qi's neck.
The outcome has been decided.
"Lin Fang wins this battle."
As the referee announced the winner, the Linjiabao competition also came to an end.
Afterwards, thirty-six people walked onto the competition stage and looked at Lin Yun expectantly.
Lin Yun walked forward, waved his sleeves, and thirty-six storage rings flew out and fell into the hands of thirty-six people accurately.
"Thank you, young master."
After these people saw the spirit stone in the ring, they were all ecstatic and saluted Lin Yun.
"Lin Fang, Lin Qi, Lin Xue, come forward."
After hearing the roll call, these three people immediately organized themselves and walked forward. The rest of the people looked at the three people with envy, knowing that their rewards were extremely generous.
"Little Lord!"
The three of them bowed their hands to Lin Yun.
Lin Yun looked at these three childish faces and couldn't help but nodded slightly.
Then, with a wave of his hand, dozens of weapons appeared, suspended in the air, reflecting the cold light under the sunlight, and a faint aura attached to the surface, and their grade was self-evident.
"Wow, the spiritual weapons are all spiritual weapons."
"What kind of opportunity did you get, young master?"
"Maybe the young master got it from fighting!"
"No matter how it came here, with the young master here, our Lin Family Fort has a bright future."
The people below were whispering and looking at the three of them with envy.
"Okay, let's choose one. There are still techniques to choose from later."
The three of them stepped forward to choose with enthusiasm on their faces.
Since the weapons of the three people did not conflict, soon, two knives, a gun, and a sword appeared in the hands of the three people.
Then, with a move of Lin Yun's hand, all the weapons were retracted, replaced by dozens of exercises suspended in the air.
"The higher the skill, the better. The one that suits you is the best. Don't aim too high. In the end, you will lose everything."
Lin Yun opened his mouth and said to the three of them.
The three of them nodded in agreement and began to choose. Lin Fang chose a set of sword techniques, Lin Qi chose a set of footwork, and the little girl named Lin Xue chose a set of palm techniques to make up for her shortcomings. plate.
Lin Yun put away the rest of his skills and stood with bare hands.
"Now, the Lin Family Fort is surrounded by wolves. I hope you can protect the Lin Family Fort with the weapons in your hands and let your soldiers cut off the enemy's heads. Can you let your name become the enemy's nightmare?"
Lin Yun shouted to these thirty-six juniors.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Everyone shouted, and with the shouts of everyone, the Linjiabao New Year Competition came to an end.
But something happened to Lin Yun.
